Crimson lips, blurred night;

Tonight,

Being indulgent;

In the center of the dance hall, men and women trembled their bodies to the fullest, dancing with the rhythm of the music. The snow-white thighs, sweaty chest muscles, the charm of the females, and the hormones of the males interwoven into a crazy and intoxicating vortex.

In a corner of the dance floor, a man in a Nike sportswear sat there, with cigarettes and wine in front of him. The heat waves and dust around him seemed to have no effect on him. He just subconsciously hid his face in the dark corner of the light.

It was not that the hot dancer came over to ask him to dance, but he was automatically rejected by his cold attitude. He was really out of place with this place;

A woman in white-collar work clothes rushed out of the dance floor with her mouth covering her mouth and went to the bathroom;

At this time, the man picked up the cigarette on the table, put it in his pocket, got up, and walked towards the toilet, like a hunter waiting for prey, now starting to pursue the trail of prey.

After the woman rushed into the toilet, she started vomiting directly from the washbasin. A sour smell immediately spread out from the toilet. The woman turned on the faucet and slapped a handful of water on her face while rushing to the dirt in the washbasin.

The cold water hit her face, allowing her emotions that were ignited in the dance floor to wake up for a moment. However, when she opened her eyes again, she was startled by the figure behind her in the mirror.

"you…………"

A woman wanted to speak, but couldn't speak anymore. The other party's two fingers had locked their necks and could not make any sounds. The other party's movements were so familiar that they could not be more familiar with them, as if they were doing something they often did, without any intention, it was just a natural thing.

At the same time, the other party raised his other hand and held a knife in his hand.

"Although I don't like to talk nonsense, it is the club's rule. I have to say: Your sin has escaped worldly sanctions, but we cannot escape our ruling."

"puff……"

There was no too much prelude, the knife edge quickly pierced into the woman's chest and turned clockwise;

The man's palm pressed against the wound to prevent blood from splashing out.

After the woman's body trembled twice, she fell to the ground with the man's letting go.

The man began to rinse his knife with the water in the washbasin and wash his hands. Then, he tidied up his clothes in front of the mirror.

He did all this carefully and organizedly;

A young but pale face appeared in the mirror, handsome, with a strange excitement. This should be the reason why I just killed someone. Killing someone can always bring you this kind of pleasure.

He was also obsessed with this feeling of murder, and even felt like he was addicted to drugs and could not extricate himself.

The female corpse on the ground still had her eyes open and died with her eyes open;

The man took out a small bag from his pocket, and it was full of sea, Luo, and Yin;

He doesn't smoke this because the pleasure the drugs give him is far less than the strong stimulation that kills people.

"Bang..."

The small bag was torn apart, and Hai Luo was scattered around the female corpse.

Then, the small bag was also thrown by the man next to the female corpse.

The foundation of this nightclub is not clean. The man believes that after the owner of this shop found a female corpse full of drugs, he would never think about protecting the scene first and then call 110.

Finally, he looked at the female corpse deeply, took a deep breath, and felt the last aftermath of the murder. The man's face finally returned to normal. He smiled in the mirror and confirmed that his smile began to become natural rather than artificial. After he pushed open the door of the women's bathroom, moved the sign that was being cleaned, and walked out.

From beginning to end, he was sure that he had avoided all the camera corners and that he had not been noticed by the people around him. Of course, when killing people, he must have left many traces, but he believed that the nightclub owner who was worried about taking care of him would help him with the aftermath, and at the least, he would also dispose of the body, so that he could feel at ease.

When he walked out of the nightclub, the cold wind came outside, and the man shivered, as if he had just returned to the world from heaven. Yes, that nightclub, that toilet, and that female corpse were heaven for him, because he had experienced the warm and comfortable feeling that could only be felt in heaven.

"Life is beautiful."

The man muttered to himself, his voice a little hoarse.

He took out his cell phone, and the man opened the taxi-hailing software and called the car.

Soon, a driver received the order and the other party quickly called.

"Hey, is it Mr. Su Bai? Are you positioning the right position? It's on the roadside behind the side door of Ranqing Nightclub, right?"

Su Bai frowned slightly. This taxi-hailing software would automatically display all his registered names to the driver, which made him a little disgusted. Now, after releasing his suppressed emotions, he became very clear. He knew that his name would be far from this place tonight, the better.

“Yes, I’m here.”

Su Bai replied, paying attention to the time, pulling up the collar of the sportswear, and putting on the hat behind him, making the rest of his face, except for a pair of eyes.

"Okay, I'll come here right away."

The driver hung up the phone, but Su Bai's eyes narrowed slightly.

The driver's tone seemed very rapid when he was talking just now. This was not the kind of shortness of breath that had just been exercised, but a natural out-of-control reaction after experiencing a terrible thing.

After killing someone, my mind has cooled down;

Su Bai seems very sensitive now.

Three minutes later, a black Audi stopped;

The driver is only thirty years old, his hair is a bit messy, and his clothes are covered with breadcrumbs. He is a typical image of a private car owner who makes money by driving late at night. However, Su Bai saw through the window that there were several cigarette butts that were not trampled to death below the driver's driving position, which were flickering.

A private car owner came out to do work late at night, but became unwilling to care about his car. Most people were reluctant to let the smell of smoke get into the car when smoking in their car, but he just threw the unextinguished cigarette butts under the seat casually.

"Get in the car, young man." The driver smiled and waved to Su Bai.

Su Bai nodded. He did not go to the back directly, but chose to bypass the front of the car and sit in the passenger seat.

"You have arrived at the designated location, the passenger has gotten on the bus, and now, the navigation begins."

The driver skillfully started the car and handed over a pack of cigarettes.

"Are you guys smoking?"

Su Bai shook his head and took out his cigarette.

"I have."

"It's just like I'm pumping." The driver was very enthusiastic.

"No."

"Take it, don't be polite, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!"

The driver's tone began to become quick, but he seemed to have not realized his incompetence.

Su Bai nodded and pulled out a cigarette from the other party's cigarette box.

The driver happily turned his gaze forward and continued driving.

The car radio was playing a midnight music program, singing Teresa Teng's "Sweet Honey", but after halfway through the song, a noise suddenly occurred.

["Welcome to the horror radio program, I am the host of the program, I don't have a name, because here, the name has no meaning."]

The driver slapped the display screen suddenly, "What a stupid thing to fool the child."

The driver was about to change the channel, but although his fingers kept clicking, the touch screen did not react at all and was still fixed on that channel segment.

"Broken? Frozen?"

The driver kept slapping the touch screen while muttering, and even started to smash it with his fist.

Su Bai slowly pinched the cigarette next to him, and silently clasped the knife in his pocket that had just killed someone with his other hand. The driver was obviously in an inexplicable state of emotion, which reminded him of his own when he first killed someone, and he was like this.

“This is a ghost story today. I hope the audience will calm down and listen to it;

There were two people sitting in a private car. They got together through taxi-hailing software. The owner was a 31-year-old man working in insurance work, and the passenger in the passenger seat was a 22-year-old college student.

This is nothing, and it is normal, isn't it?

There are many people doing insurance now and they are very leisurely. Even if they don’t go to business and report a report every day, they can still get a sum of money every month. Of course, if there is no performance, there won’t be a lot of money, so the driver can only come to drive at night to subsidize income;

A college student can show his excellence, but it is not too special.

But the turning point of the story takes place here.

The driver had just hit and ran away. He had just hit and killed a girl crossing the street, and then drove away directly. He took the order when he was still in shock."

The driver was stunned and looked at the touch screen with disbelief, then twisted his head with difficulty and looked at Su Bai sitting in the passenger seat;

Su Bai saw shock, panic and the hysteria hidden in the deepest part of his pupils.

The radio sound continues:

"The college student sitting in the passenger seat is a murderer. He now has to kill someone every once in a while to relieve the depression he has accumulated in his heart. Just now, he killed a dancing female white-collar worker in a toilet called the 'Ranqing Nightclub'."

The driver immediately retreated to the side of the car door, looking at Su Bai's eyes as if he was looking at a murderous demon.

That's right, he hit and ran, but he didn't mean to kill someone, and the passenger he pulled was a murderer!

The radio sound paused for a while, and then deliberately lowered the sound:

"Next, let this story go to the high,,,, trend..."

"Bang!"

The driver and Su Bai looked at the front window together. On the windshield, a girl with a distorted face was lying there. Half of her face had collapsed, but she still stared at the only remaining eyeballs at the person inside the window, and she was giggling foolishly.

Immediately afterwards, Su Bai felt a chill coming from behind him. He turned his head silently and saw a woman sitting in the waiting car. There was a bloody knife blade on the woman's chest, and black blood was flowing out continuously.

It seemed that when she saw Su Bai's gaze, the woman cracked her mouth and began to laugh:
Chapter completed!